Luyện nghe bài hát U Mad (Young Luxenberg Club Edit)

Ooh I don't need y'all
Ooh don't talk about it
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Like I don't nobody
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

Oh oh, she gon' be mad right? Ain't too bad, right?
Wanna catch cab, right? Take back that bag, right?
I guess that she just go buy herself that purse
I'm back on my Chicago shit and this aint what you want. out to Lil Durk
I'm the villain, no really I'm just
Tryna stack these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the
Mary, Mary all I need, pussy, money,
And all my in doubles, I'm at the DoubleTree
All I hear hoes callin' out wildin', on the road like day
We everywhere, any day and that the money say
No questions, no please, just on your knees
Blow, don't sneeze, bitch up, don't breathe
Gasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, autopsy said that mashed
All praise to Allah, not Ramadan but these bitches
in the party, pull up her skirt, then skrr
Who her? I her name

Ooh like I don't, like I know nobody
Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like, ooh I don't know nobody
I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

There go lawsuit
In court so much, man I should've went to law
Everybody brawlin', it was all
'Til I hit the bartender with the
I don't with fake dudes wearin' fake trues
I talked to 2 Chainz and he said, "tru"
I like MJ, I'm in his shoes
I'm talkin' Montell Jordan, is how we do
Bust a head and then I lay low
These niggas ass-water, get the
She really bad, she a photo thot
I should hire this bitch, she so damn good at
That Lexapro got me drowsy a heart attack
I think they finally think they got me they want me at
I got hundred emails in my inbox
What that mean? I ain't nobody back

Ooh like I don't, like I know nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't nobody
Like I don't nobody, like I don't know nobody
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

I be catchin' too many stares evening, God fearin' but God knows I'm on a roll
At the Louvre in Paris, still be on the block a corner store
Ain't my you ain't the man, made a plan, man it was planned
They sleeping on me like long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to
Paparazzi like, "oh him!", pour that gin, let's get faded
Drinkin' it's no tomorrow, what's today? I'm in the Matrix
Hater, let me live my life, swear to God I be tryna do right
But if she bad I might hit a bitch in the elevator Ray Rice
Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, it's just
money, ain't nothin' different, gunshots and jumpin' fences
Hold on I'm tryna get loose, please don't get shit
Ask Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye just lit the fuse
Now I'm on fire, go quiet (sshhh)
Like where was you last week? My nigga the fuck was you
I was laying on my arm I'm on my side
South side, I'm down to a riot

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Ooh like, ooh like I don't nobody
Like I don't nobody, like I don't know nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)